Chapter 26

Barnaby went down the hall to Nathan’s room, determined this time to wake him up if he still slept. Yeah, he knew sick people needed their rest and all, but damn it, he didn’t want to waste being in Nathan’s home. Besides, Nathan needed to have fluids and stuff.

To his relief, Nathan was stirring in the bed, which meant he wouldn’t have to be mean and wake him up. He approached the bed, and looked down at his patient. Nathan’s dark eyes gazed back with unmistakable confusion.

“Hey, feeling any better?”

“Barnaby?”

“Yes. I brought your file and you barfed, remember?”

Nathan groaned and closed his eyes briefly. He reopened them. “Yeah. Now I do. What time is it?”

“About four.”

“Oh, God, Barnaby, I’m sorry, you’ve been here all day, haven’t you?”

He smiled. “Pretty much.”

Nathan struggled to sit up. He looked a little green around the mouth, but otherwise better than before his lengthy nap. “I feel wiped.”

“How about your stomach? Any better?”